At The Pagan Samhain Night

Dark was the sky and cold was this night

I saw in dusk the shifting stars

Inside the circle of mysterious sings

A little casket drowned in blood

The horned one gave me the key

I opened the casket to see my fate

The ultimate fate of mine

Pagan warrior, son of the dark sky...

Fire of eternal hell inflamed the left path

The priest of Darkness, Druid named Schakh

He opened my third eye, his evil soul became mine

We were bonded by blood, our hearts beat the same

Thou belong to me now, follow me in dawn

We are the same, the soul of man

Look in my eyes, see burning stars

Crucify the lier, create Dark Empire

Through the veil of fog I heard his voice

I was cold, but sweet as an immortal dream

I know the one taught to survive by the

carpathian code of life...

He hold the silver sword and Black book

The symbols of mystic strength and wisdom

I understood these signs of Darkness

My knowledge became my secret weapon...

At the pagan Samhain night

I entered the Darkside

Evil arrived far from the North

I know the might of Demonolord